Bhabhi Ko Diya Tohfa
Hi guys, mera naam Akhil hai. Main Gujarat ke Ahmedabad mein rehta hoon. Meri umar 28 saal hai aur main married hoon. Mera lund ka size 6 inch hai. Yeh kahani main aur meri cousin bhai ki wife, matlab bhabhi ki beech ki hai. Meri bhabhi ka naam Sameera hai aur unka figure toh, maano, koi apsara se kam nahi hoga. Dekhne mein ditto Zareen Khan, height, face, body shape, har cheez mein. Aur hamare family mein log unko usi se bulate bhi hain. Ab time waste na karte hue, story pe aate hain. Yeh kahani aaj se 8 mahine pehle ki hai jab meri wife ko delivery aane wali thi, jo ki maine meri wife ko mayke nahi bheja. Idhar hi delivery ke liye kaha; usko wada kiya ki woh delivery ke baad bhale 3 mahine ke liye ja sakti hai. Meri bhabhi Sameera ki umar around 37-38 hogi, par unhone apna figure bahut maintain kar rakha hai. Meri bhabhi ko baby nahi ho raha hai. Unhone sab karwaiya, par ho nahi raha. Woh har delivery waale aurat ke paas ja ke bolti hai ke, “Yeh moment mein pray karo toh ho jaata hai…” Matlab unki manyata thi, par unko nahi ho raha tha. Bhabhi meri wife ke paas bhi aake kaha. Delivery ke 2 din pehle main bas sun hi raha tha aur unke udaas se chehre ko dekh raha tha. Par sach kahoon toh maine unke naam ki bahut baar hilai hai. Matlab woh khubsurti ki devi bole toh bhi chal sakta hai. Fir delivery ka din aaya. Sab milne aaye the. Mere cousin bhai nahi aaye, unke kaam ke wajah se. Balki bhabhi aayi thi. Sab mile-jhule, yahan maine kabhi bhabhi ko touch nahi kiya, par uss din unhone congrats bolte hue unse haath milaya. Woh makhmal ki tarah soft theen. Fir sab ho gaya aur normal delivery ke wajah se doosre din chutti dedi aur sab samaan pack karke ja rahe the. Papa, mummy car mein meri wife ko le gaye aur main hospital mein akela tha. Sab samaan aur payment ka sab khatam karna tha. Fir peeche se aawaz aayi, Sameera ke, “Kaha gaye sab?” Toh kaha ki, “Woh sab chale gaye aur bas sab samaan pack karke main bhi nikal raha hoon.” Toh bhabhi bhi saath mein samaan rakhne lagi aur baatein karne lagi aur kaha, “Pata nahi kab Allah mereko bhi yeh din naseeb karega.” Udaasi mein maine kaha, “Mujhe bura laga,” par woh jhuk ke saman le rahi thi toh mujhe unki cleavage dikh rahi thi aur mera mood ban raha tha. Toh maine bhabhi ko dilasa dete hue kaha, “Inshallah, aapke yahan bhi aayega.” Fir maine pucha ke reason kya hai nahi hone ka. Directly pehle nahi batayi, par baad mein koi nahi tha; yeh dekh kar boli ke problem bhai mein hai. Unke sperm count nahi hai aur ussi ke wajah se nahi ho sakta. Main afsos jaate hue unke kandhe pe haath rakha aur woh roh di. Fir maine kamar par haath pherte hue unko chupkaraya. Woh mere seene mein sir chupa ke royi aur main unhe light hug kiya. Fir woh sir upar karke meri taraf dekhi aur mujhe unko aisa laga ki kiss karlu, kyunki ro ro ke gaal pura laal ho chuka tha, par kuch nahi kiya aur pata nahi unse ek ajeeb si closeness aagayi. Bhabhi thoda dur hui aur thanks kaha, “Bahut dino se apni feelings bahar nahi nikal paai thi… aaj achha laga.” Maine kaha, “Aap mujhe apna dost samajh sakti hain. Aapko kabhi bhi kaise bhi zarurat pare toh main hoon.” Yeh maine kaha toh unhone bhi kaha, “Sacchi?” Maine kaha, “Haan, aapko vada hai… kaise bhi zarurat ho main hamesha rahunga.” Woh smile di aur bahar jaane wali thi aur maine unke sir par kiss kar diya. Woh shock mein boli, “Yeh kya tha?” Maine kaha, “Bas, laga ki kar dun… bura laga ho toh maaf karna.” Toh woh smile di aur kaha, “Nahi laga bura,” aur fir hum hospital se nikal gaye. Fir ghar mein naam ceremony ka function tha, jiske doosre din meri wife apne ghar jaane wali thi. Woh din ghar mein bahut mehmaan the – bhabhi bhi aayi thi. Hamari pata nahi ek bond lag raha tha. Mera room upar tha aur neeche hall mein function. Sab mehmaan ka upar ana-jana laga hi tha. Function khatam hua aur meri wife doosre din mayke chale gayin subah. Mom, dad ne mannat rakhi thi toh woh 3 baje dargah ki taraf nikal gaye. Ghar par main akela tha. Fir bell baji; main darwaza khola toh dekha ki Sameera aayi thi. Main use dekh ke ekdum khush ho gaya. Black colour ka Punjabi suit pehna tha aur body mein bahut hi attractive perfume lagaya tha. Woh boli, “Dekhte bhi rahoge ke andar bhi bulaoge?” Main haste haste unhe andar bulaya. Maine pucha, “Yahan kaise aana hua?” Toh kaha, “Kyun… nahi aa sakti kya?” Maine kaha, “Aapka hi ghar hai… aap jab chahe, tab aa sakti ho.” Toh muskurate hue kaha, “Kal purse pata nahi kahan bhool gayi, socha ke dekh lu… shayad aapke room mein ho.” Fir room ki taraf gaye toh meri nazar unki gand ki taraf hi thi aur maine upar se shorts pehna hua tha. Mann aisa kar raha tha ke nangi karke gand par chabun. Fir room mein gaye toh mere table par unka purse rakha hua tha. Unhone woh liya aur kaha, “Room bahut pyaara hai… khushboo mast aa rahi hai.” Maine kaha, “Aap mein se.” Haste hue unhone kaha, “Flirt kar rahe ho?” Maine kaha, “Aapko dekhke shabd khud ba-khud bayan ho jaate hain.” Thoda romantic sa scene ban raha tha. Utne mein maine kaha, “Ek baat kahoon, bhabhi? Kal aap bahut pyaari lag rahi thi aur aaj usse bhi zyada.” Toh unhone sharmate hue kaha, “Sacchi?” Maine ‘haan’ kaha aur kaha, “Bhaiyya bahut lucky hain… aapko bahut pyaar karte honge.” Utne mein woh udaas ho gayi. Main kareeb jaana chahta tha toh main paas jaate hue kaha, “Kya hua?” Toh kaha, “Chhoro sab ko… kadar nahi. Shukar hai koi toh kadar karta hai.” Maine kaha, “Kyun… bhaiyya pyaar nahi karte?” Tab unhone kaha, “Unko zyada interest nahi aate hain. Khate hain, sote hain, na baat-cheet kuch nahi.” Maine point rakhte hue ekdum se keh diya, “Fir bacche kahan se honge? Main hota toh bahut pyaar karta aapko.” Woh sunte ekdum shock ho gayi aur thoda serious hoke boli, “Kya bol rahe ho yeh?” Maine kaha, “Sach mein… aap itni pyaari ho aur koi aapko for granted le. Mujhe zara nahi pasand.